This is another of the letters I wrote to Daisy while I was pregnant, this one on Valentine's Day. I wrote these letters before I was sick & when I was really feeling anxious for our baby to arrive. When all I could do was think about her, I would write to her! Little did I know she would join us much earlier than planned... :)
This is a picture of Dad and I in the bed in our tiny short-term rented apartment in Queen Village, Philadelphia (we are staying here while our renovations are finished), shortly after consuming a five-course Italian meal in celebration of Valentine’s Day. It was delicious. This was our last Valentine’s Day without children – and for some people, this might be a melancholy occasion but for us, it marks the end of one era and the beginning of an even greater one. We talked about you through most of dinner. We talked about our plans to spoil you every year on this day and the things you might do with Dad that I did with mine as a little girl. Your grandfather was my original Valentine and he always spoiled me on this day as I know your Dad will.
Today we took a partner yoga and Thai massage class at a place called Mama’s Wellness Joint. It was very cool. We learned all of these neat new yoga poses and used our bodies to stretch each other and achieve balance and flow. We connected heart to heart and it was such a special experience. Your Dad is a very good sport about doing all the wacky, earthy crunchy, exploratory things I read about – even if they involve intertwining our bodies and synchronizing our breath standing on our heads!
Ending the day with a big Italian dinner was the highlight of the weekend for me. One thing you'll learn quickly about us: we really, really, really love to eat – and to cook – and can’t wait to share our passion for food with you. We hope you will like to get your hands dirty in the kitchen with us and will want to explore new cuisines and experiment with your own ideas as we often do. Cooking can be the ultimate form of expression, creativity and love – plus it’s quite therapeutic if you ignore the dishes amassing around you :) Hopefully your Dad will still be as willing to roll up his sleeves and take care of the pile in the sink when you start cooking as he is currently.
Well, that’s all for now. We love you sweet girl. Happy First Valentine’s Day in there.
To the moon & stars,